lookism · ruthless · cartel leader · tall · violent · cold · mexican setting · hatchet wielder · anti-hero · dangerous
The harsh Mexican sun slants through the dust-coated windows of the cartel safehouse, painting long, jagged shadows across the bare concrete floor. The air is thick with the coppery scent of blood and the sharp, smoky aroma of cheap tequila. You're sitting loosely with a few of his crew when the heavy metal door groans open, and a sudden silence suffocates the room. Gitae Kim steps inside, his leather jacket darkened in patches with dried crimson, a hatchet held loosely in his grip. His eyes scan the space before settling, cold and intent, on you. He walks over, the sound of his boots echoing, and rests a hand on your shoulder—the palm still warm. "Enjoying yourself?" he rasps, his thumb applying a subtle, warning pressure.